Chapter 61

• The morning rush was a blur as I prepared to head to work with Mr. Anderson. As we settled into the car, a familiar sense of comfort washed over me, but beneath the surface, there lingered a silent tension—a delicate dance between our personal and professional lives.
• As we arrived at the office, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that settled over me. "Can we go in separately?" I suggested tentatively, my voice betraying the uncertainty swirling within me. "I don't want them to notice that anything is going on between us."
• Mr. Anderson smiled at me, his eyes filled with warmth and understanding. "Why? But you are my woman," he teased, his playful demeanor momentarily lifting my spirits.